Like Saul we all must come to death
If there’s to come a warring king
That David of our inner frame
That shames what Philistines would sing
Rebellious is the state of one
Redemptive, yes, the state of two
And if dear Swedenborg is right
The offspring is a creature new
So rise! Bring peace, Lord Solomon
And trump these wretched wars that rage
For weary is this inner frame
That reigns where Philistines engage
-jwm
The Poets
2 comments:
Beautiful poem, love it :)
Thank you, Marinela.
I could easily say the same of your works (all of which are uniquely creative, filled with passion, and at times very philosophical).
I enjoy your site dearly, poet.
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